What a baleful stare he gave me. So I washed my hands for 20 seconds – palms, backs, and fingers,… Read more Teleworking in the Time of Corona[virus] (an extrovert’s journey): Day 15
Light at the end of the tunnel? Let’s make it so.
Slack jawed? Surprised? Frightened? I couldn’t tell and he wouldn’t say. But I choose surprise: why not? For me, I’m… Read more Teleworking in the Time of Corona[virus] (an extrovert’s journey): Day 13
A Fibonacci Parrot appropriately appeared among ancient artifacts … Alive? Alas.
Sigh. Supervision, even at home through my window.
Might as well laugh about it, as long as it’s not the maniacal kind of laughter.
Excuse me, but you’re drooling. (And straighten your cap. You’re working, for crying out loud.)
Locked for so long in a geode, not much wonder he cracked.
Lo and behold, the pencil and pen holder on my desk sprouted eyes. And hair.
And just like that, an exotic bird appeared.